Cultivation Soared

The area around the altar had already been covered by a massive array formation, completely concealing this place.

Chen Fei stood before the altar, looking at the ripples rising within it, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Among the records in the ancient texts Chen Fei had read, there had been no mention of anything like this.

Chen Fei's gaze moved upward. Was it because this Spatial Passage had fused with this altar that it had triggered a special reaction?

The ripples rising on the altar grew more and more frequent, and the indistinct shadow within began to turn clear.

"It looks like something is about to come out."

Yan Yinwen stood beside Chen Fei, her brows tightly furrowed as she spoke.

Min Yanlu and Haiyue Zhenren had gone to reclaim the Thousand Feather Alliance. Yan Yinwen had gone once, found it boring, and then run back to the altar to stand guard here with Chen Fei.

"Fall back first!"

Chen Fei said in a low voice. His figure slid backward, retreating several li, leaving only his avatar to stand at the front.

If some unstoppable danger really appeared, the avatar could resist it for a short while. By then, Chen Fei would have enough time to shift away.

Yan Yinwen obeyed, retreating to the rear together with Chen Fei's true body, her gaze fixed tightly on the direction of the altar.

"Buzz!"

A tremor like a beating heart erupted from within the altar. Because of this tremor, even the surrounding space began to show folds.

Within that tremor, a phantom appeared on the altar and condensed into form at an extremely fast speed.

A wide mouth and fangs, two legs, four arms, a single eye, sharp horns on its head, its whole body seething with dripping black qi, and in its